Post by ° i c y - - on Jan 13, 2011 20:30:14 GMT -6
Name:
Kestrelpaw
Age:
Nine moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
ThunderClan
Mentor:
Sootpelt
Rank:
Apprentice
Mate/Crush:
None...
Kin:
Firstname, mother, NPC
Secondrate, father, NPC
Duskpaw, adoptive brother, Izzie
Description:
Short, large ears, light brown tabby fur, amber eyes
To think of a small apprentice, which one would come to mind? A
newbie one or Kestrelpaw, which would come to your senses
first? Well, if choosing the nine moon old apprentice, then you
are pretty much correct. He is the smallest of the apprentices,
making him barely noticed in a crowd. Therefore, this makes him
seem invisible, one that is not ever noticed,
or even acknowledged at that.
Even though his body may be tiny, one thing that isn't is his ears.
They seem to be larger, more bat-like, than his brother's. They
seem to stack on the top of his head, making them seem like
they shouldn't fit him. The tips sometimes
fold over, and hearing problems can form.
Onto his unhidden features, one can see his light brown fur and
darker shaded tabby stripes. The hairs stick to him like thistles,
even though they are much softer than they seem to appear.
Darting along his face are pure black stripes, as about four make
the 'M' shape on his forehead. The coloration of his eyes are
more likely a bright amber in their shade,
yet there is a bit of green mixed near the pupils.
Personality:
Serious, strict, normally irate, timid
However he may seem, there are a few things to know about the
young apprentice. If he may seem helpless or frail, the way he
speaks is always dead-on serious. He never jokes around, plays
with his words, and he just hates company when they aren't as
serious as him. He can be stern, strong, and highly strict when it
comes to meeting other cats. If they appear to be a bother, he
flat out ignores them, not giving a care at all.
Ignoring Kestrelpaw can lead to a majorly irritated cat. Not caring
when he speaks is one thing, but completely forgetting about
him is low on his standards. He adores to fight, which is unusual,
and he thrives on conflict amongst the borders. At least, he
wishes to be there. If he wasn't so shy.
Wait, didn't I mention that? No? Well then.
Even though he doesn't really go to Gatherings, except one time,
and meeting with any other cat outside of his Clan makes him
seem shy, more or less, and timid. He doesn't enjoy border
patrols, since there was always a chance he would see another
Clan cat. Company he dislikes, unless it's with a she-cat of his
Clan, which seems to be a problem for ThunderClan. When he
does seem sane, calm, etcetera, his tone of voice can seem soft,
but never relaxed all the way.
History:
The normal way; that was how young Kestrelpaw came to be. His
parents were in love with one another, it was as simple as that,
honestly. No hate-relationship, no pity mating, none of that. Yet,
there were quite a few difficulties once he was born. These
difficulties had shaped the life that he had, and shall have, in the
near future. Or, that's what he believes.
Born to Firstname and Secondrate, he was their only kit, and
pretty small at that. Some though that he wasn't going to make it
through the night, just like what they thought of his mother. Her
kitting was pretty harsh, as she lost much blood in the process.
Her father, unwilling to take the chance, threw himself over the
river on the RC border, killing himself. When news had reached
Firstname's ears, she passed into a comma, never waking from it.
Now, the kit himself, he made it through the night, and several
days after that. Yet, without a mother, he was sort of thrust upon
another nursing queen, with a litter of three already. The queen
did accept him into her own litter, and named him Kestrelkit, for
his coloration of his fur. He lived a decent life, no doubt on that,
but he couldn't help but feel ignored most of the time.
At the age of six moons, like every other kit, he became an
apprentice, and given a mentor, like every other one. It was a tom
(Obviously not a she-cat. Tis lacking) that became his mentor. First
thing he wanted to even know about was how to hunt, which he
was disappointed by, since he took Kestrelpaw to see the borders.
And so his life continues, never ending his disappointment for whatever Clan
life throws at him. So... just another day in ThunderClan for everyone else.
Roleplay example:
Maple Syrup, darling.
Other:
I feel like I want some pancakes now. xD
And NO, he is not a Canada-cat.
I made sure he wasn't one.
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